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Melvin was out of the labs, washed up, and trimmed up. His dress sleeves were rolled up to show off his Halloween centipede tattoos, and he wore a scorpion print tie and Centipede bracelet. He didn't normally dress up, as Halloween guys made a mess out of nice clothes, but it was the holidays and even he could plush himself off and mingle.

Smiling and rather chipper, he moved around to see who was arm in armwith who and who was stagging about.

"Maybe maybe. But maybe I'll keep it a secret and when we have a tussle, it'll be my-" she took a breath, "secret weapon." Gasp, Solomon. Nevada keeping secret weapons now.

"I don't mind you holding me love, but if Dorian is coming by, you'll need your hands free for the attack, remember our game plan." She puckered her lips, "we gotta plant one right on his cheeks." Speaking of Dorian... She swung out of Solomon's arms, her arm wrapped around his neck until feet touched floor and gave the French man a very lazy smile.

"Evening Dorian, we were just talking about you." With a coy grin shot at her lover, she went to one side and pecked a kiss on Dorians cheek. "Happy New Years handsome~~~~"

Solomon seemed to pout as Nevada practically sprung from his arms. He saw how it was Vega, preferrin' a French man to him. Oh yes, he definitely knew how it was. Mostly because she'd been kind enough to remind him that they were conspiring before launching.

Which was about why Dory had the ******** hanging off of his other shoulder, making doe-eyes at him. "I'm glad you came to spare me a need to pout from your absence." he said with a grin before mimicking his lady and laying a kiss on the other cheek. "Happy New Year, bro~"


If one could be happy being the not-sure-if-platonic third section of a Solvada sandwich.

Maebe could feel Peyton's glare from here, and it did about as much good as the other girl might have expected. Which was none.

"You're damn right I look delicious. I like to dress the way I taste." She never let go of Peyton's arm, but she reached up with her other hand and tugged Otto by the collar, just a little closer. "Pey, think about it. If I married your cousin, we would be cousins. Isn't that like, exactly what you want?"

Of course, Maebe wasn't interested in marrying anyone, and everyone involved in the conversation - including the young man who had yet to show up from running late - was well aware of that.

"We would have such pretty little blonde kids. And earth shattering, noise complaint worthy sex." Those two sentences did not work well together, despite how easily she said them both.

Junior in another world may have jumped at the sudden touch of his arm but in this one he merely turned a head easily, his elbow sliding aside to accommodate his girlfriend before he'd even seen her face.

"Only by you." Ceres recieved a smile from him that was reserved for only her. He stepped back a moment, her hand sliding along his arm so he could grasp it in his own. The Sun held it, standing back to take a very long look at her all done up. "And you look beautiful." His red eyes glinted and he lifted her hand to his lips to kiss that as well.

"Things seem to be shaping up nicely.." Junior observed as if he were a chaperone instead of a guest. "Everyone looks good. I already saw Uncle John." He nodded to the scarred Moon Division lead over yonder. "No Kat and Abbi? I was sure you were delayed helping one of them with their hair.." Probably Kat. She had sooooo much damn hair. He couldn't even imagine dealing with a mess like that.

It was starting to get busy, the pace of the party really settling in as Caelius also known as William senior worked around the clock. First was Velda who got one of those reassuring smiles that would have worked even better if he hadn't cut his hair and perhaps had a fan in front of him to billow the remains of his carefully shampooed majestic hair in the wind. "I saved the outfit for the dance and photos later", ten years ago he would have been stuttering another apology as yet another sequined dress fell off the Miss Taken tower, "I wouldn't want a single sequin to get damaged while I'm working." He offered her another hasty kiss and then quickly swiveled the tray as Ben made his way back for fifths, "Ben, save room for dinner." There was a steely determination in his eyes.

"Uh-huh," the Death lead replied, stuffing three more tarts into his mouth before giving a huge smile with his mouth full. During that time from the distance afar, Caelius caught sight of Ceres and gave her a smile, mouthing the words 'You look beautiful'. She was too good for that Junior hooligan.

A moment later, Harrison had his attention. "I can see why little Willy likes you, you are a very charming man." A smile. "If you ever want a part time job in catering let me know, everyone tips very well." Harry was given a business card with a number.

Ben came back again for eighths and Caelius was ready this time, thwarting the Death lead's advances with an empty tray to slap away the stray hands. This dance continued for a bit before Ben slinked off, most likely to harrass another waiter.

"Tonight is special," Caelius smoothly followed upon William's conversation somehow managing to juggle everything going on rather effortlessly, "But you shouldn't act spoiled. A real gentleman doesn't expect anything. Speaking of careers, are you still pursuing knitting because your mom and I found a job listing the other day related to selling yarn, you know, to get your foot in the door." He adjusted his glasses and looked almost stern. "Being a Hunter is great and all, but you need to expand your horizons a little more. We only want what's best for you."

There was a yelp from their left as Caelius managed to rather flawlessly throw his tray right at Ben. The Death lead sullenly returned back to Clarice and then strike up a one-sided conversation regarding his battle scars.

Sorry Boss, Marcus was going after what he wanted- even if it was an ex who was just as likely to stab him in the thigh as she was to ever leave his momma bear's protection. Giving his lead an aloof grin, Marcus turned to winked to Ferdinand. "You ever need me, you've got my number." Not that he'd use it. The guy was a bit to self reliant for Marcus's liking.

Migrating away from the lead, Marcus gravitated towards those of the fairer gender.

"Ladies." He purred. "Any of you have your dance card filled? I'd love to take ya'll for a spin if not." More winking.
He also winked at Otto. "The offer extends to you as well my friend." It was hard to say if there was any legitimate grounds to claim friendship.

It was a conspiracy when Nevada came around to him and starting moving him a little lazy smile, making him c**k his eyebrow a bit. It was a full blown plot against his life when he felt the comfortable weight of Solomon, looking at him that look, before they both went to kiss each side of his cheeks.

Making a little noise that was rarely used in situations, Dorian went a few shades of red immediately, fussing a little about having two people kissing him at the same time in public.

"Ohgod, vous les gars arrêtez s'il-vous-plaît-augh-non" He started up, his ability to english broken temporarily as he tried to hide away in side his clothes or something. He woudln't say he did like it, because he was too shy to do so - being the part of a weird kind of not platonic sandwich was something they liked to do to him. It made him fluster.

Jerks!